In the sky south, two figures shot in the lightning like lightning.

One man and one woman are all in the middle stage of the transformation.

Both have slender figures, handsome and elegant men, and outstanding women. Their appearance is fair and as fair as jade, and their ears are pointed, which is clearly a member of the Tianyin clan.

The man was wearing a blue long gown and carrying a magic weapon like a guqin on his back. The woman was holding a pipa-like instrument in one hand. The two were graceful and casual, exuding a scent of mountains and flowing waters and different customs.

The two came together, with long hair floating, like fairy couples.

At this moment, the two of them were still dozens of miles away from Yang Xiaorang's location, and it would take some time to get here.

...

"Hahaha--"

A lewd and strange laughter came.

"You two are late. This little beauties of the human race, the three of us are going to make a reservation today."

The monk who spoke was still the man in the late stage of the mortal world who had broken his arm, and two others were with him.

The three of them drove the shuttle-like magic weapon to chase Yang Xiaoman again.

As for the pink mist, it has been removed. Although the magical power is wonderful, it is not suitable for high-speed tracking. The three of them are very confident in the attack just now.

The one Yang Xiaoman just shot must have been extremely injured!

In fact, this is indeed the case.

Yang Xiaoman was flying out first at this moment. She clearly felt that the meridians on her back were damaged by that blow, and even her internal organs were shattered a lot, which was so painful that they were unimaginable.

If it were an ordinary monk, he would definitely only escape.

But there was a very cold murderous intent in her eyes. Don’t forget that she also practiced the endless Taoist scripture to that threshold. As long as she gave her a little time, her injuries could quickly recover to a state of fighting again.

...

When Yang Xiaoman saw the two Tianyin tribes coming to support, his face turned black and his expression was extremely strange.

I came here to save the Tianyin clan. Now, I let the Tianyin clan people save it in the first battle. The script should not be written like this.

A look of shame and shame appeared in Yang Xiaogan's eyes.

"Can't hide anymore, I have to use some means!"

Yang Xiaoman looked serious and firm.

...

Although the three prickly monks chased each other again, they were worried about Yang Xiaomanju’s counterattack underground, especially her attack across the air. This time, they activated their protective magical powers layer by layer.

The monk who beats the drums was trying to beat again, but was stopped by the monk who broke the arm.

"Don't kill her."

The broken-armed monk smiled evilly, his eyes fell directly on the broken clothes behind Yang Xiaoman. It was already covered in blood, but in the eyes of this person, it seemed like the most wonderful body, full of lust.

Yang Xiaoman seemed to be able to feel the person's burning gaze, and she felt even more hatred in her heart. She only looked forward to the vitality in her body to help her recover as soon as possible.

...

As time passed by little by little, the two Tianyin monks were getting closer and closer.

And the opportunity that Yang Xiaoman was waiting for came again.

Swish-

He turned around again, stepped out with his feet, and arrived at a hundred feet in front of the shuttle magic weapon, the tip of the sword turned, and the roar suddenly started, and the aura of the Taoist heart rolled up on his body.

Yang Xiaokuan tapped out a sword a hundred feet away.

call--

The strange golden green sword rain flew out from the tip of the sword in his hand, like a horizontal torrent of sword rain, sweeping towards the three of them. Each drop of rain was accompanied by a strong aura of Taoist heart.

The three of them reacted quickly and flashed out again as soon as possible, but because they chased them very quickly and were very close, no matter how they flashed, they would not be too far away.

Yang Xiaoman turned the sword tip again, and the breath of joyful Taoist heart attached to every drop of golden and green raindrops burned like the hottest flames, and in an instant, the golden and green rain burned into fog.

This fog is a rare golden green, not very rich, but emits a golden green light.

call--

The fog surged wildly, wrapping the three of them up.

...

Bang bang bang-

The three of them made a series of tricks, and the void shocked.

But the golden green mist did not dissipate, as if it had life, sticking to the three of them.

The three of them initially thought it was a terrifying attack method, and they were very nervous.

Swish!

Yang Xiaoman has already stepped on his feet again. This time, he has truly demonstrated the space that has crossed the space.

This flash came a few feet in front of the broken-armed monk and slashed out with a sword.

boom--

With a huge explosion, the broken-armed monk was slashed with blood in his mouth, but in the end he relied on his body-protecting magical power to block the sword.

Why can this human monk still be so powerful?

At this moment, doubt arose in the hearts of the three of them at the same time.

Yang Xiaokuan's figure flashed, and the east sword attacked with a sword. The movements and stillness were erratic, making people unable to defend themselves. I had no idea which one she was going to kill.

Swish-

Blood soared, and the first monk was quickly killed by her. He was the weakest female monk.

Taking advantage of this time, the other two hid in the pink mist again, and did not dare to stay any longer, and flew towards the direction of Tianyu Palace.

Yang Xiaoman's long sword came out again and blocked the opponent.

...

Boom boom boom boom-

The explosion sounded loudly.

Yang Xiaoku's figure flashed and stopped the pink mist.

"Fellow Taoist, don't fight anymore. The noise is too loud. The large group of monks in Tianyu Palace are about to come out!"

The two Tianyin monks who flew over, and their voices were somewhat anxious to send a voice to Yang Xiaoman.

When Yang Xiaoman heard this, his spiritual sense spread and spread rapidly. He glanced at the direction of the Tianyu Palace. Sure enough, four or five other cultivators flew towards him. The leading old man had a particularly huge aura, as if he had approached the early stage of the ancestral orifice.

His eyes flashed a few times, as if he was calculating something. Yang Xiaokuan ignored it and continued to attack the pink mist.

The pink mist also condensed into big hands and slapped out wildly, as if he was about to fight a way out and escape.

The action is extremely crazy!

"My magic power, my spiritual sense, how could I grow old so quickly?"

"Bitch, what did you do?"

In the fog, there were even panic and fierce sounds of the two.

Yang Xiaokuan sneered without saying a word.

Her first sword of the joyful kendo, the happy time is never short. The biggest flaw is that time slows down the effectiveness of too slowly and too long.

In order to increase the speed, Yang Xiaoman racked his brains to deduce these two swords - Time to Boil Rain.

This move combines her understanding of the vitality of wood, making the power of time delayed, as if there was life, burning the opponent's magic power, soul power, and vitality at a more crazier speed!

...

Whoosh-

Yang Xiaoman slashed out with another sword.

The explosion sounded loudly.

The pink mist finally exploded and the figures of the two appeared.

The two of them actually fell into two small realms together, especially the monk who beat the drum, who fell directly to the Dragon Gate Stage. The speed of passing was really terrifying.

The two of them looked like middle-aged and elderly people, with gray hair, wrinkles, and ugly expressions.

Swish!

After the two of them were broken, they quickly used the shuttle-like magic weapon to come again, jumped up, and wanted to escape again.

The monk beat the drum and beat the drum again. Unfortunately, with his current realm and spiritual power, he could no longer beat it a few times and there was no much power.

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To be continued...